Lunch had been satisfying.
I made spicy beef and vegetable soupand cooked multigrain ricein advance for my husband to eat later that evening.
While boiling eggs...
One morning—
bubble, bubblebubble—
tap, tap
Eggs were boiling on the stove,for my husband’s breakfast.
As the water heated,I felt the warmth rising,
so I opened the veranda door.A...
One afternoon,I found myself removing the labelsfrom empty plastic bottles.
It was quiet.
But my mind wasn’t.
It had been moving all day—thinking, doing, continuing.
Too fast.
A Moment...
A Simple Pan, A Different Taste
I wasn’t trying to cook anything special.
Just mushrooms in a pan.Olive oil, sliced king oyster mushrooms,and a small pinch...
It had rained all night.
By morning, everything outside the window looked clean—as if the world had been quietly rinsed.
I opened the veranda windowand took...
